Date: Fri, 16 Oct 2020 14:12:55 +0200 From: Sam Will Subject: Part 18: Becoming Jeff's Leather Slut Not suitable for under 18s Gift to Nifty Feedback always welcome: Sam.willswill@mail.com ********************* It was a few minutes of me cleaning him up before Mr Anjou walked to one of the rooms. "Deals done Jay!" He said. "This whore can sleep up by the door" Jay looked at me and winked and walked towards the second bedroom, leaving me. ********************* Part 18: Breakfast Slut It really didn't take long for the drunk, fucked senseless me to pass out on the floor. I was dressed exactly as I had been, just with the ass exposing zip undone. I came round to the sound of men talking, the smell of coffee and bacon hitting my nostrils. I was groggy from all the alcohol, my ass felt sore. In fact the first thing I touched before even opening my eyes was my used ass. Damn it felt used. I rubbed my eyes looking towards the table seeing Jay, Mr Anjou and..Jeff!! "Well good morning whore" he said laughing. "Took less than two months to turn you into an actual whore, not a play acting one an actual fully signed up whore. Just so you know, that's it now, whatever else happens in your life, whatever else you achieve will mean pretty much nothing because last night you were a cheap little pimped whore". My head couldn't quite look up because of the shame. Mr Anjou spoke up "Jeff you forget something. Last night he became an objectified, STUPID, pimped whore. Fuck boi I'm not sure you should ever go back to school" There was laughter. "Oh he needs the education, helps him play dumb so much better" Jay spoke up. I was still silent, trying to work out my next move. Scream and bitch, be pathetic? I wasn't sure. Then it occurred to me I slid to my knees. "I've been awake for five minutes so far this morning and no one has put their cock in my mouth, so come on guys, feed me" Damn. I sounded like an absolute full on filthy degraded fucker. No shame in my voice, fucking pride in fact, fucking pride in what I was. Shameless. Jeff wiped the side of his mouth and was first up getting his cock out, pushing it into my hungry fucking mouth. "Sam, I don't think I've ever been prouder of you than I am right now" I slid his cock out of my mouth "why pride? I'm fucking shameless and I don't care, oi you two, up, cocks out" I said towards Jay and Mr Anjou. Suddenly I was bossing Jay and Mr Anjou. To be fair they didn't need much encouragement. They were up, cocks out and I was soon bobbing between the three of them. Being shameless is a state of mind so wild few ever get near it. They may imagine it, they may fantasise about it but being so totally shameless that you loose any care in what people think is one of the greatest freedom explosions you can ever have. Gone go the multiple self doubts, the endless anxiety of what people think and in comes this total brain rush to somehow achieve what few can even contemplate. Like certain aspects of life though it's hard wired. Either you're truly capable of it or you're not. I'll never know how he realised it was in me but Jeff knew, he knew that I had all the ingredients to be shameless. It wasn't long before my ass was being eyed up, this time by Jay "it's my turn guys, my turn to breed" there was all this breeding chat I didn't quite get. Jay got on his knees behind me and lined me up, it took next to little effort to get inside me. Mr Anjou's fucking of me the previous night had left me still a bit loose and so pushing up me was pretty simple. He set a pace, pounding, whispering into my ear "you cheap slut, take it". Jeff went back to his breakfast and watched as Mr Anjou owned my face and Jay my ass. Jay came first, I was really tensing my ass, milking him. He was actually silent as he blasted, but pulled out and waited for Mr Anjou to cum to get his ass to mouth treatment. Mr Anjou though took his time. He didn't rush. Getting close, pulling out of my mouth, slapping his thick cock on my face, then shoving it back in. It was a real game for him. Not one that I'd win easily. But then he looked up at a clock "damn is that the time? Need to cum" and he pumped a decent load into my mouth. "Good slut, good stupid slut" he looked over to Jeff "room is all paid so no need to rush to check out". With that Mr Anjou and Jay went and showered in the respective rooms, dressed and left. Jay meanwhile finished breakfast, had some more coffee and ignored me slumped on the floor. "Right, maybe it's time you dressed boy, meet me in the car when you're sorted" he said getting up and walking out. I still had the chunky, out of place gold Rolex on, I stripped off the black shirt but took a moment before removing the pants. There was a knock at the door. When I opened it I got a shock. Last nights room service bus boy "oh just here to clear breakfast" he said totally cool, not phased. "I'm sorry for last night" I said trying to act like a normal person again but he looked at me and grinned. "To be honest dude it happens more than you'd think, there's often exhibitionists wanting to show off. Just make sure you look out for yourself" He seemed to have a wise head on young shoulders. I walked out, found Jeff in his car and had a near silent ride home "everyone will be out right?" He asked. I nodded "I'll drop you close then. Be at mine at 7pm". I got out and walked up the drive, a walk of shame perhaps, perhaps not though.